Douluo Dalu: Three-Headed Dragon King

After being recruited by the Spirit Hall, Zhao Wuji was soon assigned to help restructure the local administration of the Heaven Dou Empire.

By rights, he had recently advanced from Soul Saint to Soul Douluo. With such cultivation, he should have been a prestigious figure wherever he went. No matter what tasks the Spirit Hall assigned, he ought to have been able to sit back and relax. But to his utter surprise, the Heaven Dou Empire had placed over him a leader he'd never have expected.

His former student—the heiress of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan—Ning Rongrong.

Times had changed. To Ning Rongrong, integrating the borderlands into the Heaven Dou Empire was no more than a leisurely task. But for Zhao Wuji, who now served under her, it had become a mission he could not defy. Outside the comfortable environment of Shrek Academy, when they met again, the once-arrogant Zhao Wuji could only bow his head before Ning Rongrong's powerful background.

The drastic shift brought with it bitter resentment. And now, upon meeting his old acquaintance Yu Xiaogang in this border city, Zhao Wuji's long-suppressed fury erupted.

With one heavy arm swing, the frail Yu Xiaogang was slammed to the ground. Zhao Wuji stepped forward and crushed his foot onto Yu Xiaogang's messy hair.

"Everyone, take a good look. This is the so-called master who wrote the 'Twelve Core Competencies of Spirit Theory'. His theories are full of holes, stolen from others, and have led countless commoner soul masters to their doom…"

"Look at those two sunken eye sockets, that shifty-eyed look—he reeks of villainy."

"This is Yu Xiaogang? I heard his spirit is just like him—some farting pig."

...

Zhao Wuji was a coarse brute who paid little attention to personal hygiene. Though his boots were expensive, they were caked in dust, and his thick foot exuded the pungent stench of pickled cabbage, suffocating the pinned Yu Xiaogang until his face turned red.

The physical pain was trivial. What shattered Yu Xiaogang's spirit were the public's jeers. After falling from grace at the Soul Master Tournament, he had hoped to live a quiet life in the borderlands. Why, then, had he run into Zhao Wuji, and why was he being humiliated in front of so many?

Two murky lines of tears trickled down his cheeks, dampening the dusty ground beneath his face. If he died at that moment, at least he wouldn't have to suffer anymore...

'Teacher, Father… you've already lost everything. Continuing to live is just prolonging your torment…' From among the crowd, Tang Shan could no longer suppress the turmoil in her heart.

He had forced her to absorb beast spirit rings despite her plant-based spirit, causing her to lose the Blue Silver Emperor's potential. As a teacher, he couldn't help her acquire spirit rings, and had even almost gotten her killed by the Man-Faced Demon Spider.

Tang Shan thought, 'Yu Xiaogang, you promised to help me train my twin spirits. I even acknowledged you as my godfather and treated you with respect. In the end, you accomplished nothing—you've already signed your death warrant.'

It felt like she was back in the spirit forest a decade ago, about to launch a hidden sleeve dart. But this time, she would not hesitate.

A trace of golden light flickered faintly in the air. In the next moment, Zhao Wuji's heavy foot suddenly stomped down involuntarily—like a reflex. A splatter of red and white burst forth, showering the crowd.

"He killed him!"

"Scarface Bear killed Yu Xiaogang!"

No one knew who shouted first, but the dense crowd dispersed like a tide within seconds.

As a Soul Douluo specialized in strength, Zhao Wuji hadn't even felt any resistance. By the time he realized what he'd done, only a thin strip of flesh still connected Yu Xiaogang's head to his body.

'What did I just do? I didn't even use any strength…' Zhao Wuji stood frozen, unable or unwilling to comprehend what had just happened.

Yu Xiaogang was no common soul master. He might've been a failure, but his ties to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan were very real. In recent years, with Yu Tianming rising to fame and marrying into the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, the clan had reached a peak of power—people even compared it to the Spirit Hall.

Bullying Yu Xiaogang was one thing; the clan would never defend a self-expelled disgrace. But killing him so publicly… that was different. Zhao Wuji could already picture Yu Yuanzhen soaring from Dragon Extremity City to exact vengeance...

Without hesitation, he activated his fourth spirit ability—Gravity Control—turned into his brown bear battle form, and dashed toward the city limits.

Amidst the chaos, Tang Shan sensed Yu Xiaogang's life force vanish completely and allowed herself a faint smile. 'Teacher, I just didn't want you to suffer anymore…'

She was no longer the timid child of yesteryear. Now, her spirit had evolved into the Dark Blue Silver King, and her cultivation had reached the Soul Emperor realm. To use a Tang Sect assassination technique to eliminate Yu Xiaogang? It was simplicity itself. No one would ever trace Yu Xiaogang's death back to her.

...

Pushing through the retreating crowds, Tang Shan made her way toward the city's inner district.

With Yu Xiaogang dead and Zhao Wuji fleeing, the city was in complete disarray. Even the core guards had scattered like headless flies.

After orchestrating Yu Xiaogang's death through Zhao Wuji's hands, Tang Shan wasted no time. She headed straight to Ning Rongrong's residence. This time, she would avenge Xiao Wu's blood feud—and take back the hundred-thousand-year spirit bone left behind.

She passed through the lavish corridors until arriving at an ornate set of doors.

"Miss, this is Lady Ning Rongrong's chamber. You'll need permission to enter." Two tall guards stepped forward to block her path.

"Ning Rongrong's room? Then I'm in the right place." Tang Shan smiled gently. Behind her soft expression lay bottomless darkness. With a flick of her fingers, crystalline strands of Dark Blue Silver King pierced the guards' hearts and took root. Specks of glowing life force drifted toward her body.

After leaving Spirit City and studying the secret techniques of the Clear Sky Sect under Tang Hao, Tang Shan had heard from passersby that Xiao Wu had been sacrificed—by none other than former teammate Ning Rongrong. Once she escaped from Slaughter City, she confirmed that Ning Rongrong had used Xiao Wu's hundred-thousand-year spirit ring to become the youngest auxiliary-type Soul Emperor in history.

The golden doors slowly opened. Tang Shan stepped boldly into the luxuriously decorated room.

Clad in a pink sleeping gown, her long hair cascading to her waist, Ning Rongrong regarded the blue-haired intruder with a calm smile. Though not yet twenty, she exuded noble elegance like the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda itself.

Despite only being a Soul Emperor, the hundred-thousand-year spirit bone gave her confidence. Seeing her, Tang Shan didn't hesitate. She activated her sixth spirit ability—Blue Silver Overlord Spear. A translucent, amethyst-like spear covered in barbs appeared in her grip.

Tension instantly filled the room.

"Who are you? Trying to exploit the chaos to steal the hundred-thousand-year head bone?" Ning Rongrong sneered. "You underestimate me."

Tang Shan brandished her spear. "Ning Rongrong, I'm not here for the spirit bone. I came to execute a traitor. Xiao Wu was pure and kind, your teammate for two years—and you still had the heart to let her die? I'm here to deliver justice!"

"Beasts and humans are different. Xiao Wu was a hundred-thousand-year soul beast. She had no way to survive once exposed. She gave herself willingly—for the sake of our bond." Ning Rongrong's eyes dimmed at the mention of Xiao Wu.

Even after the sacrifice, guilt lingered in her heart. She had always planned to resurrect Xiao Wu, and now, Tang Shan's words stirred up even more remorse.

"Nonsense! Third ability—Web Restraint!" Tang Shan's hand flipped, launching a net of Dark Blue Silver King toward Ning Rongrong.

"Teleportation!" With a flash of red light, Ning Rongrong dodged the crystalline web, reappearing in the room's corner. "Web Restraint? You know Xiao Wu's skills that well… are you Tang San? You've become a woman?"

Tang Shan swallowed. She hadn't expected to be recognized so quickly. But she didn't confirm her identity. "Teleport again, using Xiao Wu's skill? Next year today will be your death anniversary!"

In the next second, a forest of violet vines sprouted in the room, blocking all possible teleport paths.

"Blue Silver Overlord Spear!"

The vines all morphed into pointed spears, launching toward Ning Rongrong.

"Invincible Golden Body!" A golden glow enveloped her. The spears clashed against the barrier, unable to scratch her. "Tang San, stop! If I keep using Invincible Golden Body, it'll consume Xiao Wu's soul!"

"Hmph! Blue Silver Overlord Spear! Blue Silver Overlord Spear! Blue Silver Overlord Spear!!" Tang San didn't stop. The room became a forest of spears all launching at once.

"Ah—" With a long sigh, Ning Rongrong let the Invincible Golden Body fade. Her form dissolved into a beam of white light.

...

In the Dragon God Domain, atop the highest cloud-piercing tower.

Yu Tianming reclined on a grand throne, gazing at Ning Rongrong. "Rongrong, you're too kind. I forced Xiao Wu to sacrifice herself. You have no need to feel guilty."

Ning Rongrong shook her head. "She may have been a beast, but she lived with me for years as a girl. I can't get past it."

"Then I'll revive her now." Yu Tianming sighed. 'Rongrong has her faults, but her heart is kind. If this can ease her burden, so be it.' Even if Xiao Wu's body was gone, as a first-level god, restoring her from her soul alone was easy for him.

From the void, he retrieved a radiant head bone—one obtained from Shi Nian. This soul bone, capable of linking spiritual consciousness, had been unused since Ning Rongrong obtained Xiao Wu's.

With a flick, a pink glow flashed between Ning Rongrong's brows. Xiao Wu's soul, stored within her head bone, was transferred into the new host.

A few seconds later, once the soul stabilized, Yu Tianming tossed the bone into the air. White light radiated out, and in moments, a naked young woman stood before Ning Rongrong.

Looking at the revived Xiao Wu, Yu Tianming smirked. 'Maybe now's the time to shout, "Revive, my beloved!"'

As her awareness returned, Xiao Wu trembled at the sight of Yu Tianming and Ning Rongrong.

"I… I've been revived? Where am I now?"

Yu Tianming nodded. "Yes. You're no longer a hundred-thousand-year soul beast. You're now reborn as a human."

'I can be with San-ge again?' The thought overwhelmed her. She knelt to the ground, tears pouring. "Thank you for your mercy, my lord. I will never forget your kindness."

"Beasts and humans must part. You were fated to die. I revived you only for Rongrong's sake. If you must thank someone, thank her." Yu Tianming waved dismissively and tossed her a storage ring. "Put on some clothes. I'll send you to the Heaven Dou Empire. After that—we have nothing more to do with each other."

(End of Chapter)

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